Friday, July 20, 2018

the many red flowers

the many red flowers in our lives
parents children husband wives
animals we loved
and still adore
those who grace our lives
or are here no more.
the many red flowers
as their petals fall
savor each hour
as you love
them all.

too dazed

we do not dwell over
today's events
whatever happened
came and went
we catch our breath
so we are prepared
for whatever we have
to face
out there.

Thursday, July 19, 2018

dinotoepia

they walk by day
they walk by night
they hold your fingers
when the beaky bites

dinotoepia!

these are my pretty toes
they live due south
of my beaky  nose

Monday, July 16, 2018

flower from the sea

i would like to be
a flower from the sea.
so to that end,
i shall
pretend

mist...repost


Mist
to those once with us,
who no longer remain,
we feel your loss,
and it causes pain.
but we know you are
in a place of peace,
with others, just like you,
whose troubles have ceased.
your tenure on earth
with us never enough,
yes we go on,
but at times it is rough.

about

it is not about whether we
agree or disagree
it is about our
camaraderie.

Sunday, July 15, 2018

pigeon party

here we sit
most times each day
to commiserate
did things go
our way.
to aid a comrade
when in need
to find shelter in the moment
that we sometimes need.
although our lives and
paths may part
we sit in unison
and one heart.

to rise


To rise so tall above it all, not focusing on if you fall 

how i

How I bask in the warmth of your love when your heart opens the door 

Friday, July 13, 2018

mantra de jour

no more political kooky kabuki
all players are nuts and kinda
oooky
a bunch of self serving members
of the sandbox gang
more transparent and nasty
the louder they sang.
so left and right
middle and such
get over yourselves
and remember the peeps
and the country
thank you very much

we don't

We don’t look to the past
we put that to bed
we focus on looking forward 
instead.

Thursday, July 12, 2018

in the lost

in the loss,
conceptual
real.
perceptual
heart
detectable.

find

find for me
a sweet bouquet.
love beyond
what i
can
say.

Monday, July 9, 2018

humour

nature has a sense of humor
this is fact
not just
mere
rumor.

in the larger

in the larger scheme
where do we fit
so much smaller
than the rest
of it.

the stratum of healing

multilayered
multi teared
each step a
small life time

Friday, July 6, 2018

a world of pretty worlds, so small

a world of pretty worlds,
so small.
ah such magic
we love it all.

Thursday, July 5, 2018

in this little

in this little world i be,
i can see you,
can you see
me.

as you dew

as  you dew
are you,
you

no walls

there are no walls
grey and forbidding
in a heart that is
free.

Monday, July 2, 2018

how soft the sight

how soft the sight
the brightest light
a gentleness

starred

you are an elegant
smiling star
bringing joy
wherever
you
are.

wingspanned

now its time to say goodbye
spread my wings...
i gotta fly.

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i am older than dirt and proud of it!!!! i have managed to incorporate my eternal 60's nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga, the beach, waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. i have added sketching, watercolor painting, and photography to my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance. P.S. all painting, poems and photographs are my originals karen Lyons kalmenson